To all brothers and sisters who don't speak german, here's my translation (to the best of my abilities): I am a soldier, but I don't like being one When I was a soldier, they didn't ask me They dragged me away, into the barracks where I was held captive and hunted like an animal From my home, my friends and sweetheart I had to wander, and leave my circle of friends If I but think upon it, I feel the pain of nostalgia And in my cheast lurks the glow of ire/wrath I am a soldier but only against my will I don't love the blue royal uniform I don't love this bloody life in arms A stick would suffice to defend myself Oh tell me, what do you need soldiers for? All peoples only love ease/quiet and peace Cause your brazen despots, harming the people You even let the golden fields be trampled on I'm a soldier have to march day and night Instead of working I'm on sentry duty Instead of being free, I have to salute And deal with the arrogance of snotty/big mouthed youngsters And when we go to war, I have to murder brothers Who have never harmed me in any way Then as a cripple,I wear decorations and medals And starving I will exclaim 'I was a soldier' All you brothers, whether German or French Whether Hungarians or Danes or Dutchmen Whether you wear green, red, blue, white pants Let's not exchange lead shot, but a brotherly hand Let's march back to our home countries And free our nations from the tryants For only tyrants have to wage wars A soldier of freedom, I shall gladly be
To all brothers and sisters who don't speak german, here's my translation (to the best of my abilities):
I am a soldier, but I don't like being one
When I was a soldier, they didn't ask me
They dragged me away, into the barracks
where I was held captive and hunted like an animal
From my home, my friends and sweetheart
I had to wander, and leave my circle of friends
If I but think upon it, I feel the pain of nostalgia
And in my cheast lurks the glow of ire/wrath
I am a soldier but only against my will
I don't love the blue royal uniform
I don't love this bloody life in arms
A stick would suffice to defend myself
Oh tell me, what do you need soldiers for?
All peoples only love ease/quiet and peace
Cause your brazen despots, harming the people
You even let the golden fields be trampled on
I'm a soldier have to march day and night
Instead of working I'm on sentry duty
Instead of being free, I have to salute
And deal with the arrogance of snotty/big mouthed youngsters
And when we go to war, I have to murder brothers
Who have never harmed me in any way
Then as a cripple,I wear decorations and medals
And starving I will exclaim 'I was a soldier'
All you brothers, whether German or French
Whether Hungarians or Danes or Dutchmen
Whether you wear green, red, blue, white pants
Let's not exchange lead shot, but a brotherly hand
Let's march back to our home countries
And free our nations from the tryants
For only tyrants have to wage wars
A soldier of freedom, I shall gladly be
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What you hear on a german war graveyard:
real
Moment
this is so fire
good god why is this unironically fucking terrifying
maybe you can do something like this for "te souviens-tu" which is this song but french
Thank you for the suggestion! Check my videos I just posted the song you requested! Thanks again!
If WWI had credits:
Very scary like zombie like half Dead decaying corpses coming back from Dead for revenge for the loss of teutonic Germanic Glory
this is an anti-war song, ya doofus.
I wonder what the world would have been like if it never happened..
even if it was objectively inevitable
While we're ruled by despots and tyrants; there'd always be war.